"U" as in dumb

I’m so tired of telling you how I feel
I never said forever
that was just you reading between the lines
I put my three fingers in the air
and now read between the lines!
I'm so sick of explaining you my words
my behaviour, my action, my thoughts
....but still...
I’d give you the shirt off my back
even if you had burned yours on purpose
and baby, I still think the best of you
because I'm just so used to it


Technically: yes, but obviously: no

We've gone out of style baby
just like this
Snap!
Count to ten
if that takes you too long jump by three
but everyone will hate you for this....eventually


count
one-four-three
You look so cute when you hate me

I SHALL BRING THIS BACK FROM THE SEMI-DEATH GRAVE THINGIE.

Damn I love myself. ;D

I just write simple poetry, my friends are always telling me to share it, so I shall, as I have nothing to lose.

This is the something I wrote last night:

Gorgeous can I
Gorgeous may I
Stare into your eyes tonight
Whistling winds, endless tunnels
Dark, but full of light

The sun, the moon
Lover I'll let you choose
Stand still, run fast
Moments like this never last

Life only stands in the way
Because tomorrow will become today

Heartfelt stares of those you give
I wonder what it's like to truly live
Without fear of heartbreak
My voice is yours to take

Secret peace can't be here
War is all I'll ever fear
Forbidden liking is all I do
Unknowlingly liking you

Kept close I hold me
To open the lock, turn the key
Open the door to something real
Then you'll know exactly how I feel

:3

I usually don't like reading poetry, just writing it, but Katie, I loved reading yours.

: D the only time I get to act like ryan

Catch me
When I see you, I imagine what my life would be with you, Should I tell you my true feelings, or should I WAIT until you tell me yours. But still, but still my love for you grows stronger everyday. When I go to you I just can't help myself, and then I run away... But you always seem to, Catch you, catch you, catch me, catch me again! It makes me feel so special inside, when you say, "Nice to meet you, good to see you, again!" Finally you tell me that you love me , and I tell you, tell you, I love you too! Don't ever leave me!

*sigh* It's 1:45 AM and I'm tired and I just wanna post this somewhere other than my bedroom wall so... *deep breath*

You’re the pistol.
You’re the vodka.
You’re the whiplash,
That keeps on walking.
The sour side tainted by the clever.
The kiss at the feet of deceit, poisoned kings.
A wish that came true last life.
Your shattered bones with turn your wrath.
A dunk in the river of sweet acid kisses.
A play on words in the most morbid sense.
The poker face of metaphors is simply on to rhyme for.

Repeat your malice, once, now twice.
Looking at life through 3D glasses of lead and despair.


(Um... Yeah, I know it sucks major ass, and I know I'm not good with words... At all... So I kinda appologize for spreading my fail shit... *shrug*

But, it's all mine.
*COPYRIGHT DRAGON COMES TO EAT YOUR SOUL*)

Dude, it does NOT suck major ass. I really like it, actually :3

quote:

Originally posted by Lauraley:
I usually don't like reading poetry, just writing it, but Katie, I loved reading yours.

Awww, wow, thanks. :]

quote:

Originally posted by уσυя fανσяιтє ℓιαя:
*sigh* It's 1:45 AM and I'm tired and I just wanna post this somewhere other than my bedroom wall so... *deep breath*

You’re the pistol.
You’re the vodka.
You’re the whiplash,
That keeps on walking.
The sour side tainted by the clever.
The kiss at the feet of deceit, poisoned kings.
A wish that came true last life.
Your shattered bones with turn your wrath.
A dunk in the river of sweet acid kisses.
A play on words in the most morbid sense.
The poker face of metaphors is simply on to rhyme for.

Repeat your malice, once, now twice.
Looking at life through 3D glasses of lead and despair.


(Um... Yeah, I know it sucks major ass, and I know I'm not good with words... At all... So I kinda appologize for spreading my fail shit... *shrug*

But, it's all mine.
*COPYRIGHT DRAGON COMES TO EAT YOUR SOUL*)

I.LOVE.THIS.

Wrote this a few days ago. Kindness is appreciated.

Title: Don't Give Us A Reason (We Don't Want One)

Hands spinning on the clock face of tomorrow, they’re
getting tired, getting tired
while our masks fall to know
how many times will the waiting room show
these day to day smiles
not holding any load

of standing tall for the small things in life,
of understanding what we can’t do
but still trying all the while.

And I say
build up the walls
and I’ll build the staircase.
We’ll make it there.
Let’s just take our time.
We’ll paint on these smiles
and maybe grin underneath our skin.
The mountain’s not that hard of a climb.

So when will the waiting room show?

My heart may be skipping on this play back reel
still trying, still trying
to make you feel
like an angel, like the devil—just something new
Not with the same words—but still the same hurts.
You’re a better you.

You’re standing tall for the small things in life.
You understand what we can’t do
but still you’re trying all the while.

So I say
build up the walls.
We’re climbing the staircase.
I’ll make it there.
I’m just taking my time.
You’ve left the paint behind
and now you’re beaming underneath your skin.
Believe in me—just don’t leave me behind.

So when will the waiting room show?

In these upholstered chairs
some body tell me how many faces I see that aren’t
waiting to be
uncovered—revealed—paint-less again.
But it’s hard to let it show.
But it’s hard to let it go that

I saw them
building up the walls.
Did you slip on the staircase?
I made it there.
Did you take your time?
You’re drenched in paint
and now there’s nothing underneath your skin.
Believe me, you’ll make it next time.

So when will the waiting room show?

This message has been edited. Last edited by: KathryneLee,

Oh my God Kat...
That was amazing.
Seriously...
Woah.

quote:

Originally posted by уσυя fανσяιтє ℓιαя:
Oh my God Kat...
That was amazing.
Seriously...
Woah.

Really? TY~! <3 ILY

This message has been edited. Last edited by: KathryneLee,

Here, I'll post one more up here just because I feel like sharing it somewhere :/

Title: Ann's Song

This painting's
got hints of lucky stars
behind clouds rolling in
like heavy stones over blackened churches
just waiting to see
the moon smiling down—God their eyes are round!
Are you in that crowd?
I can't see you now.

That old building’s
laced with lies, swarmed with flies
looking for revenge.
There’s no time to waste chasing cars like dogs on their chains
begging to be
free as bird—one single word.
Haven’t you heard?
That I’ve just learned:

I’ve been waiting here too long
with my head in the clouds.
Your face is on the screen.
Can you hear me now?
I’ve been waiting for so long
for your ears to perk up,
for your eyes to shine again—
but maybe I’m still blind to see
that your world
doesn’t involve me.

What’s a waste?
When every thing I’ve ever worked for
never got made.
Even Love got left with the Night and the Day’s never quite
sure what to dream.
When it breaks from his head and spills from his neck
we’ll all know
what he doesn’t want to show.

But white lights
are on our fingers laying there
just inches apart.
How far inches seem when you can’t even
see me
starving for breath—starving to death,
starving for you,
starving for you.

And now I’ve been waiting here too long
with my head in the clouds.
Your face is on the screen.
Can you hear me now?
I’ve been waiting for so long
for your ears to perk up,
for your eyes to shine again—
but maybe I’m still blind to see
that your world
doesn’t involve:

The same heart that you used to hold.
Did you sell it when you sold your soul?
But now I can finally see:
that your smile is just a mask to hide
the loneliness you have inside.
Don’t let the change that pushed us away
keep you from finding me.
Don’t let what Sarah said,
keep you from loving me.

Yes, I’ve been waiting here too long
that my head’s coming down.
Your face is on the screen
but I’m not calling now.
I’ve been waiting for too long
for your ears to perk up,
for your eyes to shine again—
but now you won’t be blind to see
that no one’s world
is gonna involve me.

If you kill her I will be all different kinds of mad.

Argh, I'm going to regret this later.

Eyes of spades, constant breaking with reality
hope for change, always chancing infidelity.
Ghost, don't come here, ghost you don't belong
violation of rules, breaking the scripture.
Eyes of spades, you kill me, you slay me
we're dead, gone and dead... black and red.

My moon is in the sky, but your smile is in my eyes
this can't be true, it's all a ruse.
The money's not for Heaven, because we're taking and not giving
dance with me moon, love, and smile.

Ace of brown, help me gather all my things and go
you're around, everywhere I see you standing there.
Ghost, I see you, ghost please leave my home
violation of scripture, breaking the rules.
Eyes of brown, ace of spades, you kill me
we're dead, gone and red... black and dead.

Brown hair, brown eyes, I can't see through your disguise
poker face, disarming smile, charming voice, alarming style.
You're a rarity gazing upon me
I'll take you home, I don't want to be alone.
-le fin-

This is how much I fail... writing about a perfect gentleman who doesn't exist xD

...
Oh.
My.
Fuck.

Nik... Kat... Sweet god you guys.
*bow*
I am insignifigant under your radiant wonder.